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Wonder
03:10
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the rumors say that the prophets are all dead
and their sacred poems wasted on a sorry generation
how dull are the songs of men!
have we traded every ounce of romance for lamentation?
I want to run into that secret night
I want to wander like an outlaw underneath the desert stars
I’ll lay a proper map across the dirt
and find my way through the thick of this wild earth
beauty unmeasured
revive my youthly vigor
treasure undiscovered
restore my childlike wonder
it takes a toll on a heart to believe
to set sail into the void across those mystic seas
only the brazen will find their way
but God knows only the meek and the hungry stay
untouched this flower
adorned in splendid color
your courts encountered
and all questions left unanswered
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Isolation
02:02
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all my college friends are getting married now
where has all the time gone? It’s funny how
it falls through your hands like sand
and you go white knuckled trying to grasp
the last few grains before it all just slips away
my parents have a television without any channels
so I play chopsticks on the family piano
well I can play the guitar just a little bit better than this
but I always kind of thought it was an unimpressive instrument
I wanna go somewhere where nobody knows my name
all my little sisters are drawing dark pencil marks on their eyes
and barely old enough to drive
well I don’t mind a little trouble in this world
but why is it so difficult for little girls?
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Babel
03:12
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I wanna draw a line fall off then get back up and walk it
pull for the working class just like Johnny Cash
I wanna sell my pain like candy corn to the masses
scream it from the grave like Kurt Cobain in the ashes
I want the passion of a bluesman who just found religion
kinda like Son House but with a little more recognition
I wanna write a catchy chorus that compels my generation
to overthrow the abomination of desolation
I’ll keep pushing it ‘til I can get my kicks
shedding all my young skin out here stacking up these bricks
I founded the City of God
well maybe that makes me a god
me and the boys just reminiscin’ ‘bout the younger days
I was floating the lazy river
when I heard a wicked whisper
now I’m haunted by visions of a watery grave
was this a premonition?
or is it all contingent
on my presupposition death is just a superstition?
the ground is just illusion
from atop of this protrusion
wiping the sweat up off my crown as the clay burns
brick by brick
drip by drip
I’ll keep pushing it ‘til I can get my kicks
spending all my life, my love, my lord, I’m dying
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The River Runs Dry
04:15
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I am so messed up I can’t help myself
I can’t picture her with nobody else
the wind comes and it goes
but where to no one knows
can you feel the change in pressure?
rain falls and floods rise
like clockwork every time
along the bottom of the dry beds of the desert
don’t you act so surprised
when I get a little jealous sometimes
it was always gonna be that kind of ride
until the river runs dry
and oh baby when the river runs dry
I don’t wanna live that kind of life
she is so pristine she can’t help herself
I might put her up on the highest shelf
when those floodgates open
then you’ll know it’s in motion
well that’s just a drop in the ocean
of all of my sweet devotion
the mountain is piling higher
with the longing that I’ve acquired
I use it to feed this fire
that burns with a sweet desire
baby you can put your faith in me
you know that I can’t fake it
when I feel that excitation
that sweet sensation
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Fear & Trembling
03:00
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lately I’ve been thinking about love
and how it never fails
how it always manifests itself in death
it’s the only way it lives in us
all our pretty feelings added up
couldn’t take the place of it
and all the world’s religions at their best
couldn’t cool the fires of hell like this
lately I’ve been dreaming of someone
but I won’t say her name out loud
with a fit of fear and trembling
I’ve prayed to God a thousand times
that He would find it fitting to provide
me with the capacity
to welcome such a loaded force as love
into this volatile heart of mine
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Ghost Story
04:59
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there’s a snake in the garden
and a scratch on the glass
pressed against a wedding photograph
by my side of the bed
there’s a worm in the branches
and an itch on my tongue
the pomegranate juice on our lips
dried like blood
has the shame unravels us
to curse each other in the passion of our drunkenness
pray for me Saint Francis
I’m a terrible mess
could God ever make an instrument of peace out of this?
I need her by my side
come a little bit closer girl
my voice just doesn’t carry like it used to
put your hand in mine
move a little bit slower darling
my feet don’t quite keep rhythm like they used to
bless me virgin mother
by the fruit of thy womb
I’ve always been a Protestant but could you pray for me too?
I want to believe again
oh I want to fight
and maybe I can swallow my doubts with the wafer and wine
I’m a ghost and this fortress is my home
it’s all I’ve ever had
it’s all I’ve ever known
I’m a ghost-- I’m a spirit in the air
my flesh and bones have begun to disappear
I’m a ghost! On a crisp October night
I’ll give the babies a fright
I’ll haunt them with a song
until the morning comes
(we are but ash and dust
to dust we shall return)
I’m a ghost! a wisp is all I am
or the finest grain of sand
or a ray that hits the moon
and fades away into the vastness of space
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Afraid of the Dark
03:15
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mothers tell your sons to never give up
fathers tell your daughters to hold on tight for dear life
it’s cold outside
I cannot hold much longer
maybe they were right
I was a fool to try
and the turbulence
keeps pulling me under
I’m so naïve sometimes
with these dreams of mine
doctors and philosophers
are we all alright inside?
preachers and rabbis, you holy men of God
is there hope for us or not?
when I was a boy I was hopeless
with an irrational fear of the darkness
as soon as the house grew quiet
all of my nightmares came alive
I’d hear a scratch on the window
I’d see a sinister shadow
and only the tick tock of the clock
could make the panic subside
well I’m older and wiser now
all my childish fears have been hollowed out
but those monsters in the closet
I would later grow fond of
‘cause all of these vivid maleficent images
testified to something limitless
then it was innocent bliss to ponder the infinite
now it’s just---
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Sustenance
04:05
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I was lost but now I’m found
where the milk and honey drips down
I was dead but now I’m alive
like a soft sunrise
I climbed to higher ground
I saw my city in an dirty green cloud
it takes time to purify
our precious skies
I still get nervous when you’re next to me
I wear my heart and my soul on my sleeve
and I want to tame that wild look in your eyes
‘cause it won’t sit still and it won’t subside
my friends are all on drugs
or maybe they are all the sober ones
oh God, am I just like my old man?
is it too late to make amends?
in a perfect world where everything is whole
you won’t find any beauty complexity or soul
I’ll marvel at the refuse in the undertow
knowing that it someday will be hallowed
‘cause sticks and stones are all I’ve ever known
and I found God on the most treacherous road
I’ve had my fill in famine
I’ve found shelter in the snow
I’ve come a long way
I think it’s safe to say
your love is not a drug
it’s not like those other ones
your love is not a drug
it’s my sustenance
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Phenomenal
02:59
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all creation is separation!
step back and stand in awe
holding back sweat
laboring to rest in the paradox
good old belief can’t hold a candle
to life offered up in smoke
and I might just push the tempo
all the way to Mexico
vanity of vanities!
my hands are shaking, send relief
well I carved a graven image
and it looks suspiciously like me
I’ve been tilling through the ashes
just to cultivate a little hope
and I don’t know but I’ve been told
that these sad songs are getting old
(though the present is in shadow
I’ve seen the future
and it’s phenomenal)
what does it mean to be human?
so tethered to this world but longing for another...
what are the terms and conditions?
can I catch a little break for my dear mother?
will I ever learn the impact
of my old Alero’s fleeting life
on the melting ice caps?
I don’t really know, but it’s alright
I will follow if I can
but I feel older than I am
and if I die before my time
I pray that the headlines read it was a firefight!
(what a beautiful world
what a fine and precious life
what a good, good God
the potential is phenomenal!)
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10. |
Infinite Resignation
05:01
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half-mast stripes and stars
above the vessel in the shipyard
my portion ‘tis of thee
baptized in the shining sea
I fear I must confess
suspended above the precipice
that I cannot deny
this callous impulse to survive
storm the temple courts
casting idols on the cobbled floors
dear God does this feel sweet
dancing in the den of thieves
I fear I must confess
plunging into the precipice
headlong and forthright
as it all goes black before my eyes
that I found rest in sacrifice
is it typical that my body has not gone cold?
is my logic sound
are my feet anchored to the ground
is it possible that each new breath is just an echo
of the victory that emancipated me?
is it typical that this love of mine has not gone cold?
it takes its hold, compelling every nerve to realign
is it possible that what draws us close is only borrowed from on high
as the ever burning light between you and I?
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Daniel Pimentel Salt Lake City, Utah
Daniel Pimentel combines the timeless storytelling of American folk with the sonic bite of indie rock. His strength lies in instinctively honest poeticism; deployed by hauntingly desperate vocals over a tasteful waltz of dynamic instrumentals.
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